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Her tone wasn't mean, but he could catch there was something off. "And perhaps talk..?"
"If that is what you wish, Draco." She said softly. Her tone wasn't mean or anything like that.
Draco took his seat beside Odile as she was feeding Lyra. Hope was sitting with her brother, Hermione and Blaise. "Perhaps what we need is a night out?" He whispered to her
Odile looked over at Hope as she walked into the room with a sour puss on her face. She looked up at her man as he followed and went back to feeding Lyra.
He couldn't help chuckling at the little girl. And soon he followed after her into the dining room.
She huffed and got off of his lap. "Fine. Be a sour puss." She said and headed towards the door.
"I know that as well as you do, sweet girl.. I just don't know what I can do.." He said quietly and stood, motioning she go to the dining hall
"Then you should just sit here an sulk. I know mommy went through hell to keep us all safe. She needs something. I can feel anger, sorrow, and something else from her. Even though she smiles." She said softly. She could tell her mother was hurting, she just wasn't sure why.
A soft chuckle slipped from him and he shook his head. "With this I don't think it will be that simple."
"Is that all?" She asked as if she knew it all. "Then you have to say sorry and make it up to her. At least that is what grandma says." She said putting a hand on her hip.
As soon as she was being fed, Lyra's eyes brightened and she did drink hungrily. It was so good.
Draco's fingers brushed through Hope's hair. "I managed to upset your mum by being am idiot.." He admitted
She laughed softly while watching the little one. She tested it on her arm before beginning to feed her.
Hope looked up at him. "Because you aren't there, daddy. Why are you being a grump?" She asked and crawled into his lap.
Lyra was watching Odile with her head tilted. She was curious of what the woman was doing. But she also wanted the bottle.
Draco had stayed in the livingroom and was watching the flames he had conjured. The boy was thinking about how he had upset Odile. When Hope came up to him, he offered a faint smile. "Why aren't you with the others, little one?"
Odile went to the fridge and grabbed a bottle before beginning to use magic to warm it up for her little one.
Hope went up to her father.
Lyra pouted when she had been put in the highchair. She had liked the girl's arms much better.
Hope made a face. Hearing her father being a grump made the little girl pout. But she nodded and went off to find Draco.
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